Chapter 132: A Stubborn Stone
Grinding~
Another volley of arrows fell.
Under Su Sheng's command, everyone still managed to hold the defense.
Ugh!
But there were still mishaps.
A relatively low‑level knight took four or five arrows and was also slashed by a counterfeit demon soldier in front of him.
He died on the spot.
Su Sheng could only sigh helplessly.
But luckily it was only that unlucky guy.
After that contact, the right‑hand city wall, though thinly manned, miraculously held thanks to tacit coordination and Su Sheng leading from the front.
Of course, the remote support on the wall also contributed: Huang Mingxin and Zhu Meng Xiao E, with the solo priests on the wall, kept healing the melee players below, a crucial factor.
Although there weren't many solo priest players, the melee players beneath the right wall were few as well.
But the biggest damage dealers were the NPC units on the wall and the Magic Pattern Cannon.
Even after the formations engaged, the Magic Pattern Cannon didn't directly bombard the points where both sides met.
Nevertheless, streams of magical energy still struck the rear of the counterfeit demon soldiers' formation, still dealing damage.
The damage output of NPC ranged units averaging level 30–35 also surpassed that of most players at this stage.
Of course, the mage elder was still very powerful.
Especially Phoenix Blood Mage Li Wenwan.
She is still at the top of the contribution leaderboard.
From other directions, they also ran into these Demon Energy condensates' counterfeit demon soldiers.
Needn't mention the front City Gate; although those counterfeit demon soldiers dealt high damage, their coordination was seamless.
But Qiancheng Muxue is no pushover; the top ten guilds' gold content is still substantial.
There were some casualties, but overall it was fine.
Among them, huge numbers of solo players trailed behind, trying to snag some loot.
But after Qiancheng Muxue formed its formation, the monsters directly ahead were completely intercepted by Qiancheng Muxue.
The scattered stragglers on the side were far too few for all those solo players to split.
There's nothing they can do; it was their own choice to avoid risk, so they couldn't reap much.
Grinding grinding grinding~
Glittering arrows were launched from the rear camp of the counterfeit demon soldiers.
Each arrow launch caused considerable casualties among the players.
The same applied on the wall.
Su Sheng furrowed his brow slightly and glanced at the rear of the counterfeit demon soldiers' formation.
Chen Guan and his group hadn't arrived yet.
There's no way around it; the counterfeit demon soldiers advance strictly in military formation.
Being open and upright, it's certainly not easy to break through.
Stealth can't slip through the front; it must go around both sides, which takes some time.
But Su Sheng has to lead these solo players, otherwise Su Sheng would have rushed out.
…
The front and the right side both held steady.
Instead, the left side, where the mid‑size guilds' lines suffered growing casualties, began to collapse.
As for the solo players, they not only failed to help but also disrupted the collapsing mid‑size guild lines by grabbing monsters.
Thus, "defeat like a mountain collapsing" perfectly describes the left wall's situation.
Fortunately, the NPC formation behind them immediately engaged, and it held.
This time, the individual attributes of those counterfeit demon soldiers might even be inferior to the demonic berserk bears.
Yet, through mutual coordination, they still inflicted casualties on the NPC legion.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The NPC army roared to raise morale; NPCs aren't players—when they die they can revive, but when they die they truly die.
Immediately after, on the right wall, the NPC players began forming ranks.
Here, under Su Sheng's lead, they held on with few casualties, but the number of players was still too low.
The player group, led by Su Sheng, was like a stubborn stone in a raging torrent.
And the advancing counterfeit demon soldiers were the water.
Though the water splashed against the stone, the stone stood firm, while more water split to both sides and surged backward.
Thus the NPC army on the right wall also formed ranks to meet the enemy, but fortunately the frontmost "stubborn stone" formed by Su Sheng's player group held.
The passing counterfeit demon soldiers' formation had to be broken; before it could regroup, the NPC army engaged.
In this situation, the threat naturally diminished greatly.
But it wasn't without cost; the "stone" formed by Su Sheng leading over 400 melee players was gradually shrinking—though they killed many counterfeit demon soldiers, they also suffered casualties.
Especially the black arrows posed the greatest threat.
Fortunately, as cold flashes lit up behind the counterfeit demon soldiers' formation, the number of black arrows on the right wall noticeably decreased, and Su Sheng's side's casualties further dropped.
The Assassin Alliance members finally took their positions.
Time is slipping away bit by bit.
The players suffered heavy casualties, almost losing one‑third of their numbers, before finally holding off this wave of inferior demon troops.
The same NPC units also incurred considerable losses.
The front wall held fine; Qiancheng Muxue withstood the pressure, because if the small town fell they'd be kicked out of the top ten guilds, so they couldn't help but fight hard.
On the left wall, Solo Players were almost completely wiped out, leaving only a few core squads from medium‑size guilds holding firm, and the NPC army also suffered losses close to one‑third.
Conversely, on the right wall the player count was low, but the NPC army's casualties were less than one‑fifth.
Su Sheng leading the players formed a "Stubborn Stone" that disrupted the enemy formation, and its effect was enormous.
However, as the fourth wave ended, the number of melee players around Su Sheng was down to just over two hundred.
Casualties exceeded half!
Yet everyone wore smiles; the harvest was substantial.
Even Su Sheng saw his experience increase a notch.
Su Sheng even obtained three pieces of equipment, one of them blue, but unfortunately none could be swapped onto his body.
The blue one was a level‑30 plate armor, and its stats naturally couldn't match Su Sheng's purple paulownia wood armor.
As the City Gate opened, the melee players who had fallen on the right wall rushed out and gathered again around Su Sheng.
"Mo Wen the Great! We're still with you, this is awesome, this is what a battle is!"
"Yeah, yeah, that was just thugs fighting before!"
Everyone began to speak...
Putting the harvest aside, under Su Sheng's command the group moved orderly, coordinated, offense and defense blended, and fighting felt especially smooth.
Though it was an ad‑hoc formation with noticeable flaws, Su Sheng could still promptly cover the missed points.
This could be said to be the most comfortable battle these Solo Players have ever fought.
End of Chapter
